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I swear, I'm only obsessed in a totally normal amount 👀 (thank you @farore05 for tolerating me 🤣)

The Shrouded Halls - Farore - Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]

Also, please enjoy some sketches of Ivy probably trying to cross into a multi-verse where she has a slightly less unhinged Emmrich waiting for her LOL

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I was lurking in The Fade discord server and it inspired me to write this. 🍹🤭

Three more patients. If Dagna could make it through the next three without delay, she might, might, actually get a real lunch break today.

The first one all week.

She approached exam room three, her usual sunny greeting ready to go. She pushed the door open with a rehearsed smile and began, “Good…-” …only to freeze mid-step.

Perched on the edge of the exam table sat a young woman, Ivy, the chart said. Her hands were locked tight in her lap, fingers twisting over themselves. She buzzed with the sort of tension that came just before glass shattered. When Dagna entered, the poor girl’s wide, terrified eyes snapped up. Like a deer caught in a semi truck’s headlights.

Beside her was a man. Older, much older. Dagna thought she recognized him from somewhere, but couldn’t place it just yet. He sat stiffly, one leg crossed too tightly over the other, hands clamped to the armrest. He looked composed at a glance. But Dagna had seen enough to know better. Beneath that stiff calm, it was clear he was spiraling faster and more chaotically than the patient on her exam table.

Dagna cleared her throat gently, closing the door behind her. “-…morning. I’m Dagna, I’ll be doing your ultrasound today.”

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Yea we're doing it freaky style with the lich husband 💀 Full version is available on my bsky as always :3

A commission for the lovely @farore05!! I'm sure everyone knows by now, but you can read about Ivy's latest escapades here!!

Commissions always open ♥

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Parallel Lines

The peer pressure worked. Chapter One: Poetry or Filth of my brand new Emmrookanis fic is now live on AO3!

All of my love to @vampiric-arts for drawing and creating the cover art of my dear chaos throuple.

And shout out to @amlusa @emmi4793 @ghostie-selfships and @woundedsoul12 for the endless outpouring of love and support for this fic!

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so it seems this needs to be re-uploaded because my original post/link doesn't work anymore. what a shame....

if you want context: in the game files dialogue is organised by area and flow, and i found this after the fight with kai leng on thessia. there's also versions of other companions doing this.

i imagine these were intended to be used when the wounded squadmate slowly approaches shepard as the reapers are landing, but was removed because it took away from the emotion of the scene.

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Cheers to that. 🤭

The thing about a really good ship is I need it to be equal parts sweet and fucked up. It's like a lemonade. you want it half sour and half sweet because the two flavors are complementary. The love needs to be there so it can wreck their lives or they need to be wrecks so they can fall in love

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It’s a canon event I’m afraid. 💚

God help me, I really am about to write an Emmrich Omegaverse fic that's SOFT. Absolutely filled with fuckor about it, but it's so on brand for me I can't even argue with it.

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Weird crop? somewhat glowy anatomy? you know the full version is available on my bsky!

This lovely couple was commissioned by @sofiemystique! You can read about their shenanigans here! Thanks so much sofie for the comm ♥

Commissions always open ♥

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(I went a little 'ham' on the glitter, but it IS inspired by "Labyrinth", after all 🤣)

The Shrouded Halls - Farore - [Archive of Our Own]

Have I mentioned before how much I love @farore05's Labyrinth inspired Emmrook fic, "The Shrouded Halls"? 😬

Not pictured: Emmlich chasing after Ivy like "don't leave meee!"

(I have no idea if that will actually happen, I'm just remembering how the original Labyrinth ended LMAO)

This also ended up with more of a "Cinderella" vibe than Labyrinth, so here, enjoy the music I may have been playing on a loop while daydreaming about Ivy running all theatrically in that white dress through Blackthorne Manor 🤣

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The Shrouded Halls

Chapter 6: The Lich King’s Heart.

(photo by @themournfulwatcher 🖤)

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@farore05 senpai noticed me.

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Ivy really said I’m a ride this man might survive but he sure as fuck isn’t coming off it unchanged. The solas-mythal situationship claims another victim it would seem.

Jokes aside, I am really excited to see the fic turn in this direction. I can’t recall another moment in your fics where Ivy was the one holding more power than Emmrich the same way that is the case for them here, and I’m really excited to see how they adapt to the changes in their dynamic. The traditional omegaverse dynamic of the exclusively dominant alpha and the exclusively submissive omega has never interested me much personally, so I was happy to see you doing something different - especially the mating bond being initiated by/involving the omega claiming the alpha with a bite.

With Emmrich’s background and reputation as a scholar in this universe I just know he’s going to have Thoughts and Opinions when the haze passes. vy is about to be in for an Experience dealing with all of these unknown urges paired with a newly bonded lovesick Emmrich who just wants to see her happy and sated. I hope she knows a healing spell or that fractured bone might become an issue.

Hope you are well! Have a good [time zone appropriate time of day]

Your point on Ivy and Emmrich’s dynamic really got me thinking (It might’ve caused a wee bit of an existential panic attack, but in a good way) because you are absolutely right!

So. Fun fact about how Codex came to be, as you know, it started as an April Fool’s joke. But here’s the full story: Fizzy (my amazing beta for Amaretto Sour) is a HUGE ABO fan. So instead of sending her the next chapter to edit, I surprised her with a scene of Emmrich and Ivy discussing pheromones and knots before doing it doggy style and barking. You know. As one does.

And through that… somehow… this chaos was born.

However, Fizzy gave me grief because I made Emmrich the Alpha and Ivy the Omega. She was like, “you’re so boring! Make the guy the omega!” To which I replied: “Wait… you can do that?” That was the day I discovered the wonderful world of butt babies and clit dongs. But(heh) it was too late, I had already committed to the bit. (Alpha Emmrich)

Which brings me back to your comment! It really made me realize how, well… vanilla my work is. I didn’t notice until you pointed it out. Like damn, am I the vanilla chick?? Professor/student trope? Hetero ABO? I didn’t mean to be this way… but, I guess I am.

Part of me wants to scrap everything and go full rum raisin. But a bigger part of me thinks maybe I should just lean into it? Make the best goddamn damn vanilla ice cream you’ve ever tasted.

So, I’m sorry if the dynamic didn’t/won’t go in the direction you were hoping, but you did help me see the direction I was going in the first place. And I’ll absolutely keep it in mind going forward. Thank you Thank you Thank you!!!! 🥹🥰💚💚💚💚

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Codex: Bond Theory

WiP preview.

Chapter 6 (no name yet)

I’ve been working on a single scene for 2 days now, browsing Wikipedia while having Dragon Age pulled up on my TV. This chapter is very much one of those “my search history is getting me on a list” ones. 🫣 I think everything is right? If any medical professionals care to chime in let me know! 🫠

Ivy swallowed, heart pounding. “Emmrich… are you alright?”

His nostrils flared as he sniffed the air, something flashing in his eyes. Before she could react he shot upright, every muscle going rigid. His arm whipped around her, dragging her flush against his chest, his other hand curling protectively around the back of her head. A pulse of magic ripped through the air as an arcane barrier surrounded them, the room blurring behind it.

She pressed her hand to his chest, feeling the panic beneath the surface, and whispered again, “Emmrich, it’s just me. I’m here. I’m alright. Are you?”

His thoughts bled into her mind. Sharp, clinical, and terrifying:

‘Initiate a silent approach. Fade cloak, obfuscate form. Immobilize target, pinch laryngeal nerves, compress the cricoid cartilage, silence before they can call out. Disable the arms, necrotic grip, drain voluntary movement. Strike the carotid with a single pulse of magic, induce syncope, cut off blood to the brain. All quick. All clean. Ivy must not see. Ivy must not fear. Preserve her peace, her safety. Stay gentle for her, my love, my love, my love, my love, my love…’

Photo by the super cool dude, Mr @themournfulwatcher

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I’m locked the heck in! Sweet flipping Maker this is so good. 🤌

Gourmand

Ch. 9 'Raw'

Everyone has regrets

A Silence of the Lambs AU

Read on AO3

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Don't Fear The Reaper - Chapter 2 - Rider On The Storm

Finally got this one done wooooo! Huge shout out to @holdingontojupiter for betaing and @sofiemystique and @lunelebard for hyping up me through the tough parts.

Title: Don't Fear The Reaper

Pairing: Emmrich x M Rook - Emmrich x Hakiem

Category: M/M

Rating: E

Words: 12k

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Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting , Alternate Universe - Biker, Biker Rook (Dragon Age), Male Rook (Dragon Age), Mourn Watcher Rook (Dragon Age), Romance, Eventual Romance, Eventual Smut, Alternate Universe - Sugar Daddy, Sugar Daddy Emmrich Volkarin, Unintentionally Sugar Daddy Emmrich Volkarin, Sugar Daddy, Modern AU, Biker Rook, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Older Man/Younger Man, Bottom Emmrich Volkarin, Top Rook (Dragon Age), Size Difference, Size Kink, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Prostate Massage, Anal Gaping, Rough Sex, Aftercare, Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, Pet Names, Creampie, Breeding 

Preview under the cut

I'll also give a small TW: For vehicle accident! Hakiem does fall off his bike but suffers no serious injuries.

A storm is rolling in over Nevarra City: according to the weather report it is set it for the week.

"Great." Thought Emmrich as he feeds Manfred his dinner, the goody Golden Retriever barking happily once the bowl is set down in front of him, quickly digging into the food that has Emmrich smiling.

"Oh, Manfred my boy I do apologise. It looks like we'll be unable to go for a long hike this week to see that old cemetery. I do hope all the rain doesn't ruin anything too much."

Emmrich turns back to the evening broadcast, frowning as he sees the weatherman cast a long arm over an area in the middle of the city that's at risk of flooding. Right where my store is. The voice of the weatherman draws his attention again as he finishes up cleaning the counter top where he prepped Manfred's food.

"The worst of the storm will hit the central area of Nevarra City tonight with a high chance of flooding in the area as well. Emergency personnel are on standby to aid any affected by the floods. They urge all citizens to seek higher ground, if possible, or to stay with family or friends in safer areas. Nevarra News will continue to share any updates as the storm progresses. Keep safe out there, Nevarrans."

"Oh… Lovely… I better head that way to make sure nothing is too at risk of being damaged, if a flood happens." He mutters to himself, throwing a coat on, followed by grabbing his phone, wallet and keys.

Emmrich takes a moment, tapping his keys on the palm of his hand in thought. He looks over to Manfred: he can't very well leave him here on his own, nor could he make him come out into the cold rain. He is willing to potentially put his own life at risk but not his darling boy Manfred. No. It wouldn't do.

Pulling up his lists of contacts on his phone, he swiftly finds the one he is looking for and rings the number. After only a few moments, a familiar voice picks up. "Hey, Professor. What can I do for you?"

"Neve, darling. I'm calling to see if you could-"

"Look after Fred for a few hours?"

"Ah. I didn't know I was that predictable." Emmrich speaks more to himself than to Neve over the phone, already feeling a pang of remorse for bothering his dear friend. Yet her laughter brings him out of his head and back to their conversation.

"No, but the weather report and its flood warnings did give me the hint that you'll head to the shop to prepare it." Neve explains, as a shuffle of papers from her end comes through the speaker. "But I can come around and watch him."

A sigh of relief leaves him, glad in knowing he could always trust in Neve. "Splendid! You're very much welcome to use the house for your needs, of course. I shouldn't be too long, a few hours at most."

Emmrich sets the phone to the loud speaker and places the phone gently on the kitchen counter, reaching inside his chest pocket for a cloth to clean his glasses. He frowns as he still finds smudges from that insufferable biker the other day. A day that still plagues his mind daily. How tall would the Rider be if he stood up from the bike? Is all that gear hiding the true physique just to make him look bigger? Is he as strong as he looked? Could he easily pick Emmrich up, push him up against a wall and-

He quickly snaps himself out of the lewd thoughts that are about to overtake his mind.

"Now is not the time for that, Volkarin." He mutters to himself, taking a moment to rearrange himself in his slacks.

"I'm sorry, what did you say, Emmrich?" Neve asks over the phone, bringing Emmrich to fully acknowledge he is still on call with the Detective.

Fuck.

"Oh, nothing dear Neve! I was just talking to Manfred for a moment. He was trying to get into the… fridge again, made a bit of a mess that I'll clean up before I leave."

You idiot, Volkarin.

"That's a new one." Neve chuckles. "I'll be sure to keep an eye on the fridge then."

A sigh of relief leaves him, just about managing to avoid the real reason to his current predicament. That insufferable biker. Emmrich nods as if Neve can see him, picking up the phone once again and patting Manfred on the head as the dog settles in his bed by the fire ready for his evening nap.

"Right then! I shall be off. Thank you once again, Neve."

"It's no problem, Emmrich. I'm sure me and Fred can have fun together by watching some murder mystery story."

"Ha, I'm sure dear Manfred will enjoy that." Emmrich smiles, checking one last time that he has turned off everything. Bedroom light? Off. Oven? Off. His books put away in case Manfred feels like a little paper snack when Neve isn't looking? Safely tucked away on a high shelf of his tall bookcase. Once Emmrich is satisfied, he turns the dimmer down for the lights, keeping a low light on for when Neve enters later.

After ending the call with Neve, Emmrich heads out the door, quickly sticking a arm back through the gap in the doorway to grab his umbrella. "Pointless maybe but it might help a little." He shrugs to himself, locking the door and heading down the road and into the night.

His store isn't too far, thankfully. He should make it relatively quickly: not many drivers are out in such bad weather. But he still will be careful, checking each way twice before crossing roads, stopping on the pavement to check his phone when it pings. A text message from Neve, just saying she made it safely to his place and is currently having cuddles with Manfred.

Wiping a rogue water drop off his glasses that has gotten past the umbrella due to a passing car, Emmrich notices a few shops already closed early and flood prepped under the glow of the streetlights. One cannot be too careful with this storm, after all. He makes his way down a few more streets, past the City gardens he loves so much. He prays to the Maker they will survive the worst of the storm. He fully expects some calls coming his way in the days that follow, looking for his botanist expertise to see if any of the plant life are in any danger of dying after the flooding.

Over the downpour of the rain, the roar of an engine pulls Emmrich out of his thoughts. He looks behind him, expecting to see two headlights but instead he sees only one: a biker speeding rather fast and very much over the speed limit down the slippery road.

"That foolish rider, they could come off at any moment if they don't slow down!"

Read the rest on ao3

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Our diva Hezenkoss should've gotten some post-battle evil villain dialogue since she was so iconique but alas.

Partially based off of the idea of this storyboard concept art by Nick Thornborrow:

This makes me think that maybe there was a possibility that she would've gotten her post-battle villain speech at one time.

Also this storyboard goes so hard:

I think that the ending we got is ultimately better for Emmrich's character and storyline, but it would've been so good. He should've lost his shit just a little, as a treat. With the two narrative beats, it gives me the impression that makes me think that she would've done something to give Emmrich no choice in the matter, so what would've happened in between? What would even drive him to take her out by his own hand? I feel like he'd spare her if he could. Maybe she tries to attack Rook and co. in one last hurrah or something.

Anyway, obligatory Emmrook hurt/comfort, since he'd probably be real sad after offing his former bestie (especially if it happened like in the concept art).

She got better.